Sun Breather Novels & Stories

He covered his mouth and puked and he sweated a lot. Hierro grimaced and rubbed Skye's back. Laggas shrugged while Reyan helplessly sighed. Sybb is sitting on the corner while holding Hail. His face is pale, too. "So this is..." Blue said and looked at the empty houses on both sides of a small street. There is a stairway at the end of the street, leading them to the top of the hill. Reyan nodded in affirmation. "Yes." He said and looked at the top of the hill where a wooden red arc is. "The shrine." He said.

The transition was gradual, so subtle that Eliana almost missed it. The glass beneath their feet grew grainy, then sandy, then gave way entirely to a beach of black sand that crunched with a sound like distant static, like the last channel on an old television after the broadcast has ended. The air changed too—where before it had been weightless and cold, now it carried the faint scent of ozone and something else, something almost like the ocean but not quite, like the memory of salt rather than salt itself.

My plan may be crazy, but it’s all I’ve got. I settle into a bus seat near the middle, pressing my forehead against the window and inhaling the faint scent of salt and pine. The bus rattles as it turns onto a narrow road leading toward Cedarwood Retreat—Where Nature Meets Tranquility, as declared by the crooked signboard with its faded, peeling paint. I glance around the bus. Most of the other passengers are couples, chatting softly or pointing out things they find interesting. Zoe sits a few rows ahead with someone who must be her partner, but she flashes me a quick, reassuring smile before turning back to her conversation.

K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestsellers, Breach and Becoming Mrs Lockwood. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

** A Return to Joy** The warm, salty air of Seabreeze enveloped Claire as she stepped out onto the porch one early morning, the first rays of sunlight casting a soft glow over the garden. It was quiet, save for the distant calls of seagulls and the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze. Claire took a deep breath, savoring the peacefulness that had become a cherished part of her daily routine.

DAMIAN The sweet flowery scent that the wind brings to my nose tells me it’s Scarlett coming towards me as I stare at the blue skies that mirror the colour of the vast ocean in front of me, reclining on the sun lounger, under an umbrella tucked firmly into the caramel beach sand that spans the expanse of the shore. I keep my eyes ahead, watching a few other guests surfing in the wave ahead. I have a glass of beer beside me and I smoothly toss my cigarette a few metres away.

Samantha and Andrew are back at the same beach, they approach a travel agent and book a trip to a new location. They book a trip to, Torres del Paine, in Chile! The park is known for its stunning landscapes, including towering mountains, vast glaciers, and pristine lakes. Samantha and Andrew decides to spend their time hiking, exploring, and enjoying the breathtaking views. One day, they decide to hike to the base of the majestic Torres del Paine - three granite spires that rise over 2,500 meters into the sky. The hike is long and difficult, but the view is worth it!

“WOW,” Aria exclaimed, her voice filled with awe as they arrived at James’s rest house in San Benjamin. It was a quaint town nestled in Southern Luzon, famed for its stunning beaches that stretched like golden ribbons along the coast. The sand, shimmering under the bright sun, looked as if it had been kissed by gold itself. The waves gently caressed the shoreline, their soft whispers mingling with the breeze that carried with it the scent of the sea. The further they drove into the heart of this coastal paradise, the more Aria felt her senses awaken to the wonders around her. The scent of salt and blooming flowers filled the air, invigorating her spirit and washing away the weight of her eve

‘Everyone you will ever meet knows something you don’t. -Bill Nye Ember The next morning, after breakfast, Wren showed me around the pack village. I got to meet the business owners and looked around the area. Each person I was introduced to, Wren, would tell them that I was Luna Ember. Everyone greeted me with a smile and shook my hand. They were all eager to talk to me and tell me about what they did. I didn’t meet one grumpy person and that said a lot about what was going on here.